lundi 27 novembre 2006

Australian Dream.

A Delicate Situation.

I could not be with you as early as I had wished. Anyway, I am not so sure you are paying attention to me as you used to. A delicate situation kept me away from Bo's this afternoon. I finally phoned you to know all about the whistles I heard when you last called my name, so long ago...Apparently, nothing unsual to you; It happens everyday with the men getting drunk. Alright for me, though it was but one time I heard them whistling like that.
That does not explain why you don't take any of my requests anymore.
You said you have not read any of my mails, nor seen the pictures I have sent you. A disappointment for me again.
Doubts are invading my mind again.
Nothing as bad as the situation within our cousins' family.
I was surprised to know Pierre's cousin 's daughter was married to a Muslim. A vet according to what they let us know. In fact, he doesn't work and it is not easy to know what he actually does as a living.
They are the parents of twins and they chose Laure as godmother for the boy, named Orphea.
Laure took the job at heart, and we went thrice to meet them. Not easy to know why they were living in an old lady's house. Apparently it was Pierre's cousin's godmother who had fallen down and could not do on her own anymore. The only son of the latter was not in touch with his mother any longer.
We were surprised to get to know about Claire's wedding and the birth of the children: I don't know much about that girl since Pierre has always had loose links with his relatives.
I heard once she was found by the police at the railway station of our town, apparently under the influence of drugs. The same thing happened in Paris later on. But, gossips, who knows...
The children were baptized in the Christian faith following the will of their grandmother.
We spent three days with them in the length of three years.
The children seemed happy, in good health.
Their mother had funny ideas following Buddhist principles, but what,after all she is not the only one refusing to eat flesh and killing animals.
Her husband was not eating pork, nor drank wine either.
Now we have discovered Claire is a mental institution and the children in charge of strangers.
Their father wants the judge to give him the care of his children and we are supposed to write letters to the judge in this sense.
The medical staff who examined both parents are afraid he might take his children away with him to Tunisia.
Well, a delicate situation I had to ponder over and which kept me away from your company this afternoon. May be for the best....

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